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Camille Mar 2013
Stop talking
Before I sew your mouth shut

Leave your thoughts to crawl back into your heart like worms
Where they belong

Keep your thoughts to yourself, darling
If he knew he'd say you don't love him
He fixed your crooked heart
He calmed your rotten spirit
But the demons they never left

Keep your thoughts to yourself, darling
If he knew he'd say you don't love him
Camille Dec 2012
Don't think I am empty, don't think I am hollow
Without you I am nothing
Simply exposed muscle
You are my skin.

You are my barrier, you are my protector
I am a pile of organs and a pile of bones
You keep me snug, you hold me together
You are my skin.

Don't think I am empty, don't think I am hollow
I mean every word, it isn't for show
It's just that for now, this might be the way
To say what I mean and mean what I say

You are my skin.
Camille Dec 2012
Fifty lashes for your fear
A drop of blood for each tear
A broken bone to match your heart
No, four broken bones for your heart

My ****** back still won’t be worth
My lies, your hurt, my curse,
I’m cursed.

— The End —